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My Best Friend with Wings is a creative non-fiction memoir.
It was an independent and deeply personal three-year project.

In February of 2010, one of my best friends passed away. He had been an artistic guy who inspired creativity in those around him, and after he died, I knew I wanted to do something to honor his memory. In November of that year, I began writing... intending to give the world a chance to see him as I had seen him. Inadvertently, the story became a tale of my inability to come to terms with his death, and by writing it, I found my own path to acceptance. While the content is personal, I believe readers will connect with the narrative themes of loss and avoidance.

The completed work has been digitally self-published exclusively through Amazon: http://mybestfriendwithwings.comAll Rights Reserved

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This is going to be weird. At first at least. I haven't talked to you in over a year, but the teacher said we should use this diary to express our emotions and the only one I could ever be one hundred percent honest with is you. Those letters to you are worth 25% of my final grade so I must find some interesting things to talk to you about. It's going to be good for me too. It'll help me move on. Help me live my life again. I just hope that it will get easier because for now, just imagining talking to you every week brings it all back, all those feelings. I still hope that, one day, you will read those letters for real. That they won't just be a way to keep you in my mind. I'm not stupid, I know that you will never read them but imagining that you will helps me write what I really want to say. So this is for you, I hope you will enjoy. With all my love, Emily

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Letters For You

This is going to be weird. At first at least. I haven't talked to you in over a year, but the teacher said we should use this diary to express our emotions and the only one I could ever be one hundred percent honest with is you. Those letters to you are worth 25% of my final grade so I must find some interesting things to talk to you about. It's going to be good for me too. It'll help me move on. Help me live my life again. I just hope that it will get easier because for now, just imagining talking to you every week brings it all back, all those feelings. I still hope that, one day, you will read those letters for real. That they won't just be a way to keep you in my mind. I'm not stupid, I know that you will never read them but imagining that you will helps me write what I really want to say. So this is for you, I hope you will enjoy. With all my love, Emily